Abandoned

Jennifer had been walking far enough forward to be out of earshot. She hummed lightly to herself, wanting to meet someone should could gossip with - typical of her. As she neared the cafeteria, she witnessed the departure of Kara and without a moments hesitation, sped up to not lose her. She looked back momentarily, hoping to catch her brother's eye and allow a silent exchange to occur I'm going to see what's happening. She neared the other girl, crouching beside her, "Hey. You don't seem too happy, need someone to talk to?"

Idly swung around his cane, whistling loudly. He had managed to get lost - a miscalculation of pathing caused him to go down the wrong corridor, however this enabled him to just barely catch a glimpse of Kara. He followed after her, it'd be a good idea to recruit himself some pawns.

 

Vito leaned up against a wall this used to be the part were he would skip out on school and put on The Plague Doctor outfit and save people capture criminals and other such things. The ex Vigilante looked at people pointing at him they scared off they went into the cafeteria, maybe he could keep the peace here in school in a non violent way he needed to keep people safe after all. Vito smiled a little bit he guessed this is all he could do for now.

 

Kara looked up as Jennifer spoke to her. She spied two boys coming towards her, one seemed to be in a slight hurry while the either strolled casually with a cane.
"Uh... Hello," she said uncertainly to the sudden crowd that had appeared around her. "Is there something you want from me?"

Felix watched the other boy go after Kara. He let out a sigh that was somewhere between irritation and shame. People who were evil, not just misguided, but evil, always rubbed him wrong. They could be redeemed, sure. But sometimes it wasn't worth it. Everyone deserved a chance but... He let out another sigh and focused on the scrap of paper in his hand that told him where his next class was supposed to be.

 

Kurt was biding his time at the back of the line, unsure if he should say anything to the rather angry-looking student who scared off a young girl. Finally, he addressed the boy-- who seemed to be preoccupied with a slip of paper-- in a hushed tone.
"So, uh...you wanna go first?"
He moved out of the way just in case, motioning to the lunch line.
"I don't wanna cause any trouble, man. By all means."
In the back of his mind, he was wondering if this student knew his past as well. "If he does...this could get ugly real fast," he thought to himself.

 

Beatrice finally made her way into the cafeteria.
"At least they could have provided me with a map of some sort." She muttered. Clearly she wasn't happy being in a room full of people, strange people she has never seen or talked to, let alone missing her first class of the day. She took a deep breath in and walked over to the line up while keeping no eye contact with the students.

While waiting in line, Beatrice was slowly getting annoyed with the amount of noise that echoed through the cafeteria. The more annoyed she got, the more she gripped her arm to keep her cool which resulted in her hand to start losing circulation.

 

"Hi there! I'm Jennifer. You seem like something or someone upset you, need someone to talk to?" Even though she asked a question, she slid down beside the other girl, asserting the fact that she was not going to leave without her.

"Well hello there ladies. That's a cold, hard floor you're sitting on; could I possibly invite you to have breakfast with me? It'd be exquisite to get to better know my fellow pupils." He flashed a half smile, one which didn't reach his eyes, nor the rest of his face. Upon his speaking, his British accent could be noted to 'bite' in more than it had previously when he was speaking with the teacher. He folded the cane and slipped the pen sized handle through his belt loop and stretched out a hand for each of the ladies to hold so that he may help them up.

Jennifer waited on Kara's reaction.

 

Felix looked at the other student a tad confused.
"It's fine, don't worry about it," he said. That's Kurt Ambrose I think. Mom was after his Dad for a long time. Then he killed those guys, cut 'em to pieces. His recent interaction with Kara Krosroads was fresh on his mind, not to mention the words from the guy who chastised him about it. So instead of what he'd like to say, Felix held his fury back.
"I'm Felix," he said holding out a hand, "What's your name?"

"I guess? I mean I don't know. I kind of like being by myself. It's a lot quieter," Kara said as Jennifer slid down next to her. She suddenly looked guilty, "I'm not saying you have to leave or anything! Just that I... I don't know. I'm sorry."

Kara looked up at the boy standing above her. He appeared a lot older than his age must be, since he was in a high school for the criminally challenged. Well, so was she and Jennifer was as well. Which raised the question, how many of the people around her were murderers just like she was? Did Jennifer have a string of boyfriends - or girlfriends - that she dated and then killed? This dapper guy holding his hands out to them, as though he wasn't used to being refused by anyone. Probably meant he was used to being in charge, of being in control.

Well so had her bullies, and their parents who one or two were big figures in the local schools. People make funny sounds when a swarm of rats are chewing through their abdomen. Then again, the rats were pretty cute with their fur matted by blood and sticky with entrails. Her mind went back to that night, that glorious night of experimentation, and stayed there for a little while.
"I wonder if they ever found the ones I locked in with the rats," she said absentmindedly. "The little one was choking on her vomit when I closed the door. The rats probably liked that. Or is it just dogs that eat vomit?"

"I wonder if I had attached Rebecca and America differently if they'd have lived longer. I need more time, need to do more tests," Kara began biting at the flesh around one of her nails as her mind worked to figure out how to get the bodies she'd need to try again. "I'll need a lot of spare parts. This school has a lot of extras, but once too many of them disappear... or maybe I could clone some? Does cloning work? I can't remember."

"Hey," she said to Jonathan, "Do you know if they've figured out cloning yet? If not, actually that would probably work better. Accelerated aging. So I'd need incubators..."

Kara stood up ignoring the outstretched hand and began pacing. "Then sperm and eggs, a lot of them. Plenty of trial and error. Where would i even set up? Would they let me? No, no they wouldn't, not unless i lied about my intentions. Doubt they'd believe me though. And then there's the collection of the necessary fluids. I don't think I can just make some, so I'd need to collect gallons of the stuff.

"I could make a perfect human! Eugenics isn't unethical, people are just whiny little shits. Our future is through genetic purification. Unless cancer or something is our natural bane. but even then, something in the coding should be able to null cancer..."

She stopped pacing and talking out loud to herself. Renoticing Jennifer and Jonathan she looked at them in surprise. "Did you want something from us, Mr. Tea and Crumpets, also, could I have some of your reproductive material?"

 

Jonathan had raised an eyebrow at the mumbling girl. Soon enough, his face had one of his crazy grins - an indication that he was planning something. He acknowledged what could be considered an insult, choosing not to bother with it. "By all means, I would be willing to donate whenever, wherever, however. However, in return, all I ask is you swear your loyalty to me in case of anything going wrong here at second chance. I need someone with a mindset of which you currently posses." He smiled at her again, extending his hand towards her once again, "Take my hand and seal the deal."

Jennifer watched in absolute confusion, What the hell is going on here... She curled up her legs in an attempt to seem as small as possible, hopefully even skipped over. This wasn't her scene...

 

Kurt hesitated for a second, taking some time to think the situation over.
"Well...either he doesn't know who I am or he doesn't really care. Either way works fine for me."
He reached out his hand somewhat hesitantly at first, but soon committed to a handshake.
"Kurt. Nice to meet you."
Since he was in this somewhat awkward situation, casually talking to someone when he'd intended to lay low, he decided that he might as well make the most of it and try to strike up a conversation.
"So was all that stuff about her true? Seriously...even by my low standards, that's pretty messed up."
He chuckled softly.
"She seems like the kind of person who doesn't have any regrets about it, either. We should all be so lucky."

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Name: Stefan "Rock of Aegis" Drakos
Reason for nickname: His most common nickname from his time in Hollywood. An allusion to his Greek heritage.
Gender: Male
Personality: Blatantly arrogant and shamelessly self-absorbed, he fits the stereotypical "superstar" persona perfectly. As someone who is used to getting whatever he wants without any rules or boundaries, his narcissism can make him rather difficult to get along with. However, most of it is an act to cover up his own insecurity and loneliness.
Appearance: Short black hair that is usually slicked back, blue eyes, ideal physique, tanned skin, above-average height, wears a black leather vest over a white tanktop with black leather pants and designer shoes, almost always seen with his signature sunglasses and a gold Rolex watch.
Age: 16
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Short Background: A child star from an early age whose fame and fortune got the better of him, leading him to a life of reckless partying. Stefan was arrested when his 16th birthday celebration got a little out of hand. The police refuse to release all of the details on his arrest, but apparently it involved a large amount of alcohol and illegal substances, a couple of his acquaintances, his Mercedes-Benz and a tiger stolen from a local celebrity. When questioned on why they such actions, one of his friends claimed that they were having the "best night ever" because they were "the three best friends that anybody could have." His friends were sent to a juvenile correctional facility; however, because of his status, it was decided that Stefan would be sent to the Second Chance school instead.


"What's going on over here?"
Stefan tipped his sunglasses down, looking closely at a sharply-dressed male student down the hall who was talking to two girls. The sight that struck him the most was the student's cane.
"It doesn't look like he's having a hard time walking, so...the cane's just for show? Man, who does that these days?"
He chuckled to himself, smiling widely as he pushed his sunglasses back up.
"I gotta see what this is all about."

He walked up to the group, not particularly caring if he was interrupting their conversation or not.
"What's up, people? Looks like today's your lucky day."
He straightened his vest and turned his attention to the boy in the suit.
"You've got my curiosity. Not many people can say that, you know. Now, I gotta know, what's with the cane? If I like it enough, I might just have to get me one."
He held out his hand, fully expecting the student to drop what he was doing and hand him the cane, even motioning with his hand for him to do so.

 

Beatrice took two pieces of buttered toast as she was not accustomed to the food here or food in general. After taking her plate, she jumped out of the line and looked around for a place to sit alone. She saw a dark empty table away from everyone so she decided to walk around the room in order to get to it. Beatrice sat down with her back turned to everyone.
"Life as a normal human being? So this is what it's like..." She mumbled while taking a bite of her toast.

"I do not belong here nor do I fit in."Beatrice whispered to herself.
She sighed as she continued eating. She was never the happy go lucky type of girl. Instead, she seemed to be surrounded by such negative aura to most for her cold personality.

 

Jennifer continued watching the ordeal.

Jonathan held up his spare hand, using it to silence the new comer, "Go ahead, sweetheart. Take your choice." His originally outstretched hand was still outstretched in her direction.

 

Spoiler: 4053

Name: 4053 (Rose)
Nickname Reason: In a way of coming up with a name for herself, she used the numbers branded onto her left arm to base a name off of
Gender: Female
Personality: Friendly yet secretly cautious, frighteningly intelligent, unpredictable/quarky, philosophical, (chaotic good), bipolar involving diligence and slacking, a free spirit
Appearance: Pretty.
Trimmed blond hair to reduce chances of being grabbed, golden eyes, lightly frilled shirt of mostly white with red details and is generally a bit snug except for the arms, red tie, red skirt with vertical pleats all around it, White stockings that go past the knees with a red border, white laceless shoes.
5' 6'' and weighs 120 lbs.

Spoiler: Pic

Age: 16
Ethnicity: EXPERIMENTAL, is presumed to be Caucasian
Short Background: Knows very little on her own origin, or what her purpose is. She seemed to be a prodigy. She was kept in a genetics laboratory, which was all she ever knew until she was 14. Escape was easy, due to how she could predict the actions of her captors easily and avoid them. Was only able to find a single file to verify her age, a paper stating her creation date, suggesting she was not an accelerated clone.
Outside of the Lab, she avoided their searches. Rose met an unknown man who saved her from a gang attack, and since then her spirit was strengthened. She blended in with society, learning things with ease to make up for her lack of schooling. Learned a multitude of subjects by visiting libraries. Her knowledge allowed her to work odd, unofficial jobs to support herself comfortably. Also, she has learned plenty in the way of self defense.
She likes a challenge, and does not like it when people try to dominate her. She hates injustice, and defends the innocent.
She decided to enroll into Second Chance of her own free will, for the fun of it. She got in after making it known she was an orphan.

"Oh, no!"
Rose just began here in Second Chance not to long ago. She got settled into her dorm room the night before, and stayed up late working on some ideas she had. She slept in, thanks to forgetting to set her alarm, and was awakened by the lunch bell. Rose quickly washed her face, brushed her teeth, pulled her clothes on and ran out of the dorms.
So many murderers, psychos, good people and scared people to interact with. This is going to be fun!
Rose knew she had a deranged view of what was fun. But she still had no problem relating and enjoying things that were normal and fun.
She rushed to the cafeteria, accidentally running past it the first time around.
"Whoops! Wrong way!" She exclaimed to herself.
She stepped in, and her spirit fell upon seeing the sight.
Of course. I should have expected this when I was late.
Rose didn't want to wait in the long line, but she knew that was the only way to get a meal.
That girl over there doesn't look to happy. Let's see what's wrong after I get my meal.

 

"Clearly you wouldn't be asking if you weren't planning something or another." Kara said cautiously. She wasn't entirely sure if she should agree to join this guy or refuse him. Then again, having an ally could be mutually beneficial. It would all matter on what kind of person he is, and from what she could tell he was probably either someone who talked big with no bang or he could truly back up his attitude.

Another boy walked up to them and Kara knew from his demeanor that he, too, was used to having everyoen agree with him. He did seem vaguely familiar though. Kara let out a sigh and took Jonathon's hand.
"For now, I have no one else. But if you do something truly stupid, you're on your own."

Kara spied Jennifer and noticed how uncomfortable the other girl seemed. She crouched down next to her, "What's wrong?"

Felix regarded Kurt for a few moments before answering. "I don't know if she regrets any of it or not. But she definitely did murder those people. Some just have better ways to cope with what they've done." He shrugged noncommitally.
"so," he said then intent on changing the subject. "What dorm are they keeping you in?" He asked as the two of them neared the front of the line.

 

Seeing that Kara was being talked to, he felt slightly better about it, so he backed of. He popped a pill and like that he didn't need lunch. Not feeling very social after what was for him an outburst, he retreated to the shadows for a while.

 

Lou turned around after King Finished speaking. He felt a form of friendship between them and he knew he was being genuine. Even though to some people would say he was a liar he knew it wasn't. Lou outstretched his hand to king and gave it a shake. Then he saw his sister. She looked scared and so he started walking towards Jonathan and Jennifer. Raising his voice. He called out to his sister.

"Hey Jennifer, everything okay?" He continued walking towards them and once he reached them he gently grabbed a hold of Jennifer. "Everything will be okay. I'm here for you sis."

King followed behind Lou. Mostly because he wanted to get a good look at Jonathan's mug. He didn't like him for plenty of reasons. But above all Because Jon thought he was a big shot. Walking around with his top hot And cane like he owned the place. Once Lou stopped King stopped on the side of him. Face to face with Jon.

King just stared down Jon. He didn't say a word he was sizing him up and waiting for a reason.

 

Rose got though the line surprisingly quickly. It didn't take long to figure out that the line would flow well.
Hmm. The food does not appear to be too bad. Looks healthy and good, actually.
She glanced over to the table where she saw the depressed, lonely girl. She walked over and sat down across from Beatrice, feeling an aura of negativity.
"You don't look too happy. Is something wrong? Bullies? Shy?" Rose asked as the girl nibbled away at her food.
Rose did not want to manipulate people to use them as tools, she wanted to be friendly and helpful.

 

Jennifer hugged her brother, nodding, she whispered, "I'm fine. It just got a bit crowded suddenly..." She had never been one for a crowd. She preferred the company of her brother, or just one of the various boyfriends she had - most only having been with her for her body.

He stared directly at Kind, his cold grin once again evident. "She's okay. No one here had any intention of harming her. Now then, would you mind stepping aside? I have more important issues to attend to." He slowly turned to face Kara, "Come find me later on for those samples you asked for."

 

King moved slightly to the side and appeared to let Jon go past him. "You can go but I think I'll take that cane." King grabbed it and ripped it from Jonathan's hand. Quickly he grabbed a hold of it with his other hand and batted it right into Jonathan's gut. Due to the pain it sent Jonathan to his knees to catch his breath mostly. Dropping the cane to the floor In a quick instant all that was visible to Jonathan was a strong right hook to his chin. Knocking over Jon.

Lou saw that King was going to kick Jon when he was down So he quickly intervened. Grabbing hold of King by his arms and pulling him back. King was strong and put up a lot of resistance so Lou had to trip him and lay on top of him. "Calm down you won the fight. He didn't do anything either. So I don't know what your problem is." Lou was clearly stronger than king but not by much. Shortly after One of the teachers came to break up What was going on.

Mr. Elroy was just surveying the campus and he stumbled across 2 students one on top of the other restraining them. And a Jonathan who completely was out of breath and lying on the floor quite possibly in a lot of pain. Running over he immediately went to kneel down to Jon. And patted his shoulder. "Don't worry son. We will patch you up in the infirmary. Just stay here for now." standing back up he patted Lou on the shoulder as well. "Hey, you must be Lou" looking over he saw Jennifer. "And you must be Jen." He put his hand forth for a shake from Jen. "I'm the Headteacher here and I am glad to meet you all." realising the timing of his formailities he asked Lou to pick up King which he obliged. "Bring him to my office. I am going to have a talk with him. Just follow the map you were given when you first got here. And welcome to second chance. And Jen can follow you. I'll get you guys some food off the menu for your help My special treat." he smiled at the 3 and immediately called the nurse from his phone.

"Hey, Jonathan. Can you sit up? You can't leave unfortunately. You need to wait for the nurse but I'll sit here with you." Mr. Elroy sat down on the side of Jonathan as he waited for him to get up.

 

There is a person sitting across from me who is also talking to me, Beatrice thought to herself. She looked at Rose.
"Happiness?....... That Is another form of glass, so easily shattered along with..." She mumbled quietly.
She wasn't going to finish what she was going to say.
"There is nothing for you to worry about." Beatrice said coldly.